On the cozy bed, a fierce competition for Gwendolyn’s attention erupted between the two little ones.

Zendaya and Benedict both vied for the prime spot next to their beloved mother, even tussling to snuggle up to her.

Benedict, being the more mature and sensible older brother, eventually conceded defeat.

He graciously shifted his little pillow next to Cedrick’s.

After a good half-hour of chaos, the family finally settled down, ready to drift off into dreamland.

Little did they suspect that as soon as the lights went out, a tiny voice belonging to Zendaya pierced the darkness.

“Mommy, my heart is racing like crazy. I just can’t fall asleep,” Zendaya whimpered, her voice carrying a tinge of desperation.

Cedrick, his voice laced with lazy amusement, chimed in. “Zendy, you were sprinting like a cheetah before bedtime. It’s no wonder you’re all wound up.”

Gwendolyn remained silent.

While Zendaya struggled to find sleep, Benedict desperately needed it.

Gwendolyn could see the exhaustion etched on his face. After spending hours in the lab receiving treatments, Benedict deserved a restful night at home.

While she was pondering a solution, Cedrick proposed one. “What if your mommy tells you both a bedtime story?”

Zendaya perked up. “Yes, please!”

Benedict rolled his eyes. “That’s boring.”

Cedrick had a secret agenda. He was hoping that exposing Benedict to more fairy tales and their enchanting lessons might soften his precocious and adult-like demeanor.

He insisted, “Benny, you’ve never experienced your mommy’s storytelling, have you? Consider it a new experience, and it’ll also help soothe Zendy to sleep.”

Benedict grudgingly shifted his position, tucking his arms in. “Whatever. Girls are so troublesome. Even when it comes to bedtime, they want attention before they’re willing to sleep.”

paid no mind to her big brother’s grumbling and lovingly embraced him

gentle patience, she coaxed her sickly brother, “Oh, Benny, I’m not being troublesome. Just give Mommy’s stories a chance. They’re really fascinating. You absolutely must give them a

stoic, but his expression softened, and a flicker of curiosity danced in his eyes.

seemed to convey a message without words as

bedside table. Flipping through the pages, she began

to the side, propping his arm on the bed and casually supporting his head as he absorbed every word of Gwendolyn’s storytelling. He couldn’t help but admire her ethereal

of Harrick Villa, an aura of warmth and harmony enveloped the

tender as Gwendolyn was surrounded by her little treasures, including the

and turned into a beautiful young lady. She reunited with the prince at the grand ball, got married, and had two adorable little babies. They

after Gwendolyn finished narrating the story, the main bedroom was filled with

the bedside lamp, Cedrick and the two little children had surrendered to

on their peaceful faces, her eyes eventually fixating on

whispered, a tender smile gracing her lips. With a gentle flick, she switched off the lamp, surrendering

made well aware of the rumors swirling around Zendaya calling Charles “Daddy” at the dinner table and how Zendaya managed to stir up chaos during Charles’

an opportunity to spread some juicy

words were extremely insulting and went far beyond just causing

contained the news and even asked

incurred losses worth

collaboration with our Cloudington Group, this is like a clear warning to our family. You have no idea who he is in the business world. He’s like a ruthless and decisive Grim Reaper. Cross him, and he can make even century-old empires crumble into dust. How

half-asleep, was utterly

could I possibly offend him when

of frustration was building up inside him. He saw Jessamyn’s bewildered expression and couldn’t hold back from scolding her

innocent with me! This morning, the vice CEO of Jenson Group, Nico Jenson, personally informed me about the collaboration cancellation. He had this cold expression, and I knew he was

from. “Dad, I haven’t even met Cedrick Jenson.

Ignatius calm down as she questioned their daughter, “Jess, tell your father everything you did yesterday. We need to figure out where things went

“Okay.”

to recount the events of the previous day. She had only done a few things, so she quickly narrated everything to her parents. Except for the blind date with Charles at Hotel Bella, there was nothing out of

a mistress, and get this, he even fathered an illegitimate child. He had the audacity to come for

mile wide. She’s a mouthy little devil, and I couldn’t stand her. I lost my cool and lashed out at her a bit. After that, I reached out to some newspapers and reporters to expose Charles’ wild ways. But it looks like I didn’t give enough money, as no juicy Newton Group scandals made headlines from

exchanged puzzled looks, trying to

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